Mission Impossible?

by Amber Lynn Kain

  

Chapter 6

  

Amber waited quietly hands folded between her knees and looked down at the light brown carpet covering the floor. She was too numb to consider any options that she might have, all she could think about was being court martialed and the humilation if the press would find out. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes. She did not want to cry in front of these people, she wouldn't give them that satisfaction.

The door opened and a tall, slim african-american woman walked in followed by Major Brewer. Immediately, Captain Logan, the other agent named Dan, and Amber stood as one.

"Major, close the door please.", the Colonel asked as she walked behind the large executive desk and sat down. Thank you." she said hearing the door close not looking up from the file she perused on her desk.

Amber could not see what the file contained because she was focused straight ahead at the wood paneled wall, her hands pinned against her bare thighs standing at attention. She glanced briefly at the Colonel's name plate at the front of her desk. The gold plate read "Col. Iris Washington". Amber stood motionless but continued to use her perifpherial vision to see the three officers standing also at the position of attention. Major Brewer and the agent they called Dan to her left and Captain Logan to her right. Usually, being this close to two attractive men would excite Amber, but now she was scared.

"At ease, people." the Colonel said reaching into her desk and pulling out a note pad and pen. As one, the four standing shifted their feet apart and placed thier hands behind them on the small of thier back. Amber was suddenly conscious of the fact her breast forms jutted out far infront of her but did not want to break postion and draw unwanted attention to her. Amber looked over at Major Brewer who caught her glance and slightly nodded her head in encouragement.

The four stood in silence while the Colonel glanced over the file and made some notes. Colonel Washington shut the file, looked up and took off her glasses. She glanced over Amber quickly, then looked to Major Brewer.

"Major, is this sergeant Kain?"

"Yes Maam. We found her in a motel outside of St. Louis. She was on terminal leave."

"Yes, the files state it lasts for another 5 days." glancing back and forth at the four people. "Why don't you sit down. All of you."

Amber stepped back and slid into the wooden chair. She put her knees together and bit her lower lip and looked at the Colonel. The Colonel stared back at her and evaluated her.

"Sergeant, have the Major and Captain explained what we want you to do?"

"I wasn't really told, Maam. I understand I might be facing a court martial.", she explained.

"A court martial? Were you told anything else?

"Just that I met some qualifications they were looking for and that I have been watched for a while."

"Sergeant, please step outside and have a seat."

"Yes Maam.", the trained response was activated and Amber stood up and walked quietly out the door and sat in the lone chair across the room. Major Brewer had stood up and shut the door behind her.

Amber sat there only a short while, when the door opened and Major Brewer motioned her to come in. Tentatively she returned to her chair in the room.

"Sergeant, I think there has been some miscommunication. First, no one will be charged with any offense against the UCMJ. Second, you are needed as a volunteer. And after I tell you more specifics of the operation, I think you will volunteer. Should I continue or do you wish to return to your motel?", asked Colonel Washington.

Amber was taken back by the Colonel's honesty looked at the officers around the room and nodded yes.

"Good. Let me give you some background details. As you know cocaine is a major problem in the U.S. Most of the cocaine or crack in the U.S. comes from the country of Columbia. If you read the papers, you must realize that our government is working closely with the Columbian government to stop the flow of the drugs to the U.S.

What you may not know is that the Army aids the CIA and the DEA in their war on the Columbian drug cartel. We along with the Air Force and the Navy provide support. The Air Force provides AWACs planes to watch for air traffic, the Navy and Coast Guard lends ships for interdiction runs. The Army usually provides "muscle" to take out drug manufactoring sites in the form of Special Forces troops.

Our problem is lack of reliable intelligence. Major Brewer has come up with a plan to get something we all need to be more efficient. That is were you come in. Still interested?"

Amber quickly tried to see the connection between herself and any type of intelligence gathering. Being a low level analyst, she couldn't come up with anything special but it did spark her curiosity. "Yes, please continue Maam."

Colonel Washington flashed a brief dazzling smile and continued. "Before I go any further, whether you decide to join the team or not, what you are about to hear is classified Top Secret, code word level. You will not talk about it even if you do not join the team. Is that understood?" The Colonel waited until Amber nodded then continued, "Good. The Cartel is divided up into divisions each with a specific role responsibility, much like the military. There are divisions for manufactoring, security, administration and finance, transportation, and distribution. Gathering intelligence on the transportation division; its members, operations, and schedules will be the operation's focus.

Both the DEA and the CIA have tried to infiltrate the Cartel with limited success.", she nodded at the agent named Dan. "The vast majority of the agents are usually discovered and killed. We have tried to co-op some of the Cartel's own people, however, their loyalty is firmly to the Cartel."

"What we need is an insider. Someone who can provide us with information. We believe you could be that someone."

Amber was stunned. She looked to each of the officers with disbelief. "I don't understand. What do you mean, why me?"

"You meet the profile of the individual we believe will be able to infiltrate the Cartel's transportation division. You are young, attractive, you have the necessary language skills, and most importantly you have the compulsion for dressing as a woman. The individual in charge of the transportation division prefers the company of transgendered men."

For the next six months, you will be trained in espionage techniques and other skills to help you in your mission. Your appearance will also be physically altered. Sergeant Kain if you accept a role in this operation it may be for several years."

Colonel Washington stood up and walked in front to the desk. She leaned back on it and continued, "We are going to put you up in a local hotel off the Post. I want you to think about this overnight. I will need your answer in the morning. Remember, what I said about telling no one. This is Top Secret. I hope you will join our team.", she reached out and offered her hand to Amber.

Amber stood up and shook the Colonel's hand. She then looked to Major Brewer who led her out the door and into the large office. Major Brewer and Captain Logan escorted her to thier car and took her to a local motel outside of the Post's gate. Major Brewer went into the motel office to rent a room.

"Listen, I had to get you to come with us. That is why I brought up the court martial.", Captain Logan said looking out the window.

"Yeah, right. Sure Captain."

Major Brewer came out of the motel office with a key in her hand and stepped into the car. "Around back, room 22, second floor.", the attractive blonde said. "You know, I've been at this Post for almost four years now, and I never took notice of this motel."

"Oh, it's ok, nothing special. Just some local flea bag.", Captain Logan said driving into the parking space by the door leading to the stairway.

"You've stayed here?", the Major looked at him with a sly grin.

"My folks did when they came to see me last summer. We went fishing out at Big Bear Lake.", he replied.

The trio got out of the car and Amber followed Major Brewer up the stairs and down the hall. The motel was clean and well kept. Major Brewer stopped at the door with a painted gold "22" on it. She unlocked it and stepped in. Two beds in front of a TV, lone chair and a dresser filled the room, while to the right of the door was the small bathroom. Major Brewer walked over to one of the beds and bounced down on it feeling to see how firm it was. She patted the bed an motioned Amber over. Amber obeyed and sat down next to the officer.

"I told you everything was going to be ok.", she said pushing the hair out of Amber's eyes.

"Major, I am so scared and confused I don't know what to do."

"Don't think about it right now, go take a shower and relax for a while."

There was a knock at the door and Major Brewer opened it. Captain Logan entered with two bags and looked around at the room. He then tossed Amber's green duffle on the nearest bed and handed a small overnight bag to the Major.

"Hey, my stuff." Amber went to the green duffle. "When did you...I don't remember you getting it."

Captain Logan ingored her and said, "I'll be back at 8:00 am tomorrow to pick you up. Do you need anything else?"

"No, we will be fine. Thanks Sean."

Captain Logan left the room and closed the door behind him. Amber glanced over at Major Brewer, who was took off her navy jacket and tossed it on the small chair.

"Your staying?"

The Major turned and nodded, "Just for tonight."

"Major? Can you tell me something?"

"What's that?", the Major was running her fingers through her hair.

"Why me? Why not just get a transsexual? I mean there are a lot of beautiful latin transsexuals. I mean they are all over the internet."

"We thought about that, however you have one qualification they don't. You have a Top Secret security clearance. They don't. It is very important we can trust the person we send in.", she explained, taking off her high heels. "And believe it or not, out of the entire U.S. armed forces you are the only one to fit that piece of the profile."

"You mean I am the only crossdresser in the entire Army?"

Major Brewer laughed and said, "Hell no, we found two on this Post alone. It is amazing what you can find out through the internet. You are the only crossdresser with a security clearance who is young, spanish speaking, and attractive when dressed as a girl." She stood up and began to unbutton her silk blouse.

Amber stammered and quickly dug in her bag trying not to notice the nice white lace bra the Major wore. She brought out her sea green baby doll nighty with matching panties and headed toward the bathroom averting her eyes from the attractive blonde woman.

"Amber, am I embarrassing you?", she asked while removing her pants showing lacy tap panties matching her bra.

"No maam. I mean I don't mind if you don't."

Major Brewer flexed one of her shapely leg slightly and stretched hands locked behind her bending forward, "Do you like girls? I mean after seeing what you did this week, I thought you were gay."

Amber cocked her head and thought about her answer. "No, I like girls and had girlfriends, but when I am dressed as a girl...ah...I seem to be attracted to guys, Major.", her eyes dropped to her feet.

"Amber, its ok. My brother is gay. And one more thing."

"Yes Major?"

"Call me Janice. Ok?"

  

  

  

*********************************************
© 2004 by Amber Lynn Kain. All Rights Reserved. These documents (including, without limitation, all articles, text, images, logos, and compilation design) may be printed for personal use only. No portion of these documents may be stored electronically, distributed electronically, or otherwise made available without the express written consent of StorySite and the copyright holder.